The joints in my legs have mutinied. They now reside on that island with the descendants of HMS Bounty. I hope they are happy. This all took place because I decided I could jog 6 miles! What was I thinking?! Well, okay, in all honesty, I did walk some. But still. I don't know when my knees and the balls of my feet will forgive me. And I was wearing really good shoes. So...could this be obcession. I do think one could call it that. Note to self: MUST SET REALISTIC GOALS! Yeah, I will not be doing that again soon. But, I did do it, so, if ever it comes up in conversation, I am capable of such.

And then, there is that musing from yesterday. I have come to realize that I have to let other people have their process. Even if it is painful to watch. And it is. But from such threads the fabric of our lives are woven.